I remember how the Sims 3 ruined my life. So there i am my wife 4 kids (all male, what a fucking sausage fest) and i. I had like barely moved into my new mansion like 2 days ago.... 2 sim days not actual days. I bought some new furniture and shit and rearranged some other shit cuz i gotta admit it was a cool house but the last owner must've been a faggot of some sort or something because the interior designing was shit lol. So then i turn into one of my kids so i can command him to do his homework and shit and he was stuck in the bed. For some reason he couldn't move and would just go back to sleep. Now this had happened to my character too but i was gonna move out already so i just put 'Move Out' and i wasn't stuck anymore. I was like fuck this shit i ain't moving out i just made my perfect house and shit i'll just let him die lol. Well the fag got really hungry and i got a message that Social Services were gonna take away ALL of my kids because that one idiot was stuck in the bed. They took them, i blamed my wife, my wife blamed me, we got divorced meanwhile the evil bed just stood there and laughed.